What about if, right, once, yeah, you're leaving a stretch of land and a smarting boy with

shorts on comes up to you. He rests a fork near your tummy and says " I have your mum and some of your jumpers on top of my den - they can't get down".

To resolve their dilemma he says you have to, either: pull a mouse's hand until it is nearly a foot long or fashion a pouch, fill it with scree and sew it to the backskirt of a nun.

So, there it is, which of those banal acts would you indulge in and then finish?

Posted By: malkybarkid, Sep 1, 14:23:06